Iron your black clothing and whip out your barf bags people, because it is once again that time of year- Valentine’s Day. A nationally revered day filled with pink, hearts, chocolates, flowers, and dropping the L-Bomb. That’s right L-O-V-E. While some people look forward to this seemingly precious holiday for months, many loathe it, as it’s largely unnecessary. To quote Lauren Conrad, “the holiday seems to exist so that if you're in a relationship you are happy, and if you're not in a relationship, it only reminds you that you are alone.”
I mean, let’s be real here, if you are with someone, you shouldn’t need a holiday to buy them flowers or chocolates or take them out on a date, and if you’re single it’s quite nauseating seeing all these duos out and about displaying overwhelming PDA. Whatever your situation may be, V-Day should frankly be more appropriately named D-Day. As in, Dooms-Day, Day of Death, Dur-da-Dur Day….use your imagination.
It seems that one can’t even walk into a store without being overwhelmed by the aisle shrouded in hearts and stuffed animals. But fear not, the LHC exists for a reason. D-Day is not a time to get down on yourself for not being in a relationship- it should be a reminder that you aren’t for a reason. While many will revere in mush and gush on February 14th, we shall celebrate in single-hood, because in the end, we will be much happier anyways.
Yours truly,
Penny Lane
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